The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: The Door She Didn’t Want to Open

Selene’s POV

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More giggles followed from the table behind me.

I didn’t answer.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, stood up slowly, and carried my tray toward the washing counter.

"Aw, come on," the other one cooed, following behind. "Don’t be so cold. We just wanted to know how it felt—being dragged like that in front of everyone. Or is the new slave mark too sore to talk about?"

I paused. My hand tightened around the tray, the metal groaning faintly under my grip. I turned with a calm gaze.

"You should go back to your table," I said softly, my voice was low and steady.

She blinked, clearly not expecting a response.

"Oh? And if I don’t?"

I took a slow step forward.

"I don’t bite unless you try to rip my skin first," I said quietly. "But if you do... I won’t stop at a warning."

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed.

"Don’t—don’t think you’re special just because Alpha Luca didn’t punish you," she said with a sneer.

"Lana! the head maid is still unconscious, you know...right?" someone shouted from the kitchen door.

The girl went pale.

lips parted in panic. She looked around as if realizing

slightly and offered her a simple smile—one that quietly agreed with the man from the

see you now. And next time, I won’t warn

off, but not before throwing me one last glare over her shoulder. Her hips swayed as she walked away, the exaggerated

traces. Even in those trying to walk

my tray

seen it now, I am not easy to mess. And the more they tried to test me, the more

away from there and headed to report my new head maid,as she had

me a dusting cloth, a pale blue apron, and a soft-bristled broom. There was

private chambers of

hands froze around

The private chambers.

remember it is the very core of the Duskdraven estate. The personal space of the quadruplet Alphas. Sacred territory where only trusted staff were ever permitted to step. A place the rest of the servants only

mouth. Not to protest—just to ask, to understand—but the question died before

hatred. If anything, she barely looked at me at

my chest tightened. I swallowed hard and gave a silent

walked through the twisting corridors of the estate, I passed a group of omega maids gathered near the central garden. Their voices were low at first—then one of them squealed, unable

you hear? The heir to

Today? You mean

He’s coming early to personally attend and stay in the

goddess, I hope we catch a glimpse of him. Can

the corridor like sharp glass digging into my skin. I stopped

again in my mind. The heir to

left my lungs in a painful rush. My fingers curled tightly around

blood drained from

Not now. Not here.

uglier when they spotted the fresh uniform I wore. Their eyes dragged across the fabric with unmistakable jealousy.

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